When We Wake

When We Wake

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My name is Marigold Smith. I am diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy. My mom says I have something wrong with my brain to where I can't walk and I have a lot of trouble talking so I just don't. I have to wheel around my wheelchair everywhere I go. I have nightmares all the time and I wake up to my mom leaning over me with a look of worry. I am homeschooled and an only child. My mom is my best friend, but I have other friends as well from my homeschooled group. My dad had left me and my mom when I was ten months old and all I know about him is that he was a coward. Too afraid to face his helpless, ugly baby. Mom doesn't like talking about him much because it makes her sad. No one knows besides mom that I have deep intelligence and I love learning just because everyone thinks I am retarded. I hate that word, retarded, it makes me sick. especially when people think I'm retarded. Until things start to change, mom changes and she won't tell me why...
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My name is Megan Joker, my mum think of me as a failure she will rather pick another woman's child over me, And my dad? He doesn't exist sister? Yes I have a step sister who think i'm a loser and always want everything I have even though she already has everything I don't have and her dad doesn't even care about my existence, Friends? All my school mates think i'm a freak and they call me cold so I don't have friends Greatest fear? Autophobia;fear of being alone, which I can't help cos i've never been nobody's business so i've been living with my fears all my life. Conclusion: Nobody want me even life itself hate me, it has tried to break me but i'm strong or maybe i'm only pretending to be cos i'm getting weak and its getting hard for me to hold on the wall of my strength is cracking I need someone to save me, anyone, please!!! "My though look is just a camouflage my heart is indeed weak and my soul needs to be fixed" Note: I know my writing skill is poor but please don't let that prevent you from enjoying the story, thanks.

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